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The Yuan Force in Yitian's body can simulate all things, and if it is condensed into grass and trees, it will naturally not be able to withstand the attack of divine soldiers.

However, if the Yuan Force is simulated as rocks and jade, the Yuan Force surname is changed, and the level of Yuan Force oscillation is adjusted, it can be effectively defended.

After finding a way to deal with the high-frequency shock wave, Yitian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although because of the physique, even if Yitian does not resist, he can withstand this external force and slowly dissolve it.

But after all, it was a passive choice, somewhat helpless.

Now, Yitian has mastered the method of resistance, and the threat of the physical body is immediately lifted, and the remaining mind attack is not worth mentioning at all.

With Yitian's strength, there is no one in the spiritual realm who can match.

Although the primordial god killing intent fused into one by the seven great martial deities was extraordinary, the frequency of its consciousness oscillation would not exceed one million times per instant.

Compared with Yitian's hundreds of millions, billions, tens of billions of thoughts fluctuation frequency, it is not worth mentioning at all.

With one heart and two purposes, when Yitian was guiding the differentiation of external forces, he was also strangling the Yuan Shen consciousness of Qian Kun and other seven martial artists, and destroyed it in an instant.

At that time, without the drive of consciousness, the terrifying high-frequency oscillation wave stopped attacking and turned into a pure Yuan force, which was stored in the meridians of Yitian.

Because of the extremely high oscillation frequency of this elemental force, Yitian could not assimilate and absorb it for a while.

However, Yitian is very smart, since this Yuan Force is driven by the consciousness of Qian Kun and others, as long as Yitian simulates the consciousness of Qian Kun and others, he can grasp this power and make it obey his control.

This is easy for Yitian, and with a slight adjustment of the fluctuation of thoughts, Yitian controls the invading Yuan Force, and instantly merges with his own Yuan Force.

All of this is slow, but it is actually done in a tenth of an hour.

This time is just a blink of an eye for those watching the battle, and when the light arrow disappears from the center of the heavenly eyebrows, the next moment, everything is over.

At this moment, everyone's voices of discussion are still echoing in their ears, and everyone believes that Yitian will definitely die, but no one knows that Yitian has ended everything, directly obliterating the Yuan Shen of the Seven Great Martial Venerables, absorbing the lifelong cultivation of the Seven Great Martial Venerables, and the number of Yuan Force in the body has reached 320,000 wisps.

The seven heroes are all destroyed, and they live up to their name.

For Yitian, fighting has become the fastest way to improve his strength.

Of course, that requires certain conditions, not everyone has the physique of Yitian, and can grasp the mystery of the origin of heaven and earth.

In the past, Yitian had no quarrel with the world, even if he wanted to improve his strength, he would not choose this way.

Today's Yitian has become Nangong Feiyu, affected by his memory, his style of acting and dealing with people have changed greatly, and even the way to improve his strength has become cold and bloody.

Maybe this is not entirely because of Nangong Feiyu's memory, and it also has a lot to do with Nanyang's martial arts atmosphere.

The people of Nanyang are warlike and are very famous in Yunhuang Kyushu.

The people here all practice the method of being masculine to strong, and their surnames are more violent, advocating strength as respect.

Therefore, it is said that there are battles, there are battles every night, and the war between the three empires is endless.

It was almost noon, and the murderous atmosphere in Donghua Mansion was soaring.

On the round platform, the battle between Yitian and Qian Kun and other seven martial artists attracted everyone's attention.

When Qian Kun and others performed the killing move of destroying the seven heroes, many martial emperors in the audience gave judgments, thinking that Yitian would definitely die.

Xu Ruohua and Lan Xin were extremely worried, while Nangong Jianhua, Nangong Feiyun and others were full of anticipation, staring at Yitian and Qian Kun and the others motionlessly, waiting for the final ending.

When the light arrow disappeared into Yitian's body, everyone focused their eyes on Yitian, and their faces were different from each other.

Qian Kun and the other seven people were distributed around Yitian, in the form of the Big Dipper, their faces retained the angry color before the attack, and their bodies were suspended in the air, held up steadily by the power of the fire.

However, just as everyone was staring at Yitian and waiting for the result, the fire outside Qian Kun and the other seven people suddenly went out, and the bodies of the seven people immediately fell to the ground, and the breath of life disappeared completely.

This scene immediately shocked the audience, and countless shocks and unbelievable voices were intertwined.

"What's the matter? The seven of them joined forces, and they couldn't fight Nangong Feiyu?"

"This is impossible, unless Nangong Feiyu is a god, he will definitely not be able to take this blow. ”

"It's impossible to have no breath and no body and spirit. ”

"The last time Nangong Feiyu killed Nangong Zhenghao, he suffered a blow of anger, and many people thought that he would definitely die, but it turned out that it was Nangong Zhenghao who died. Now, Qian Kun and others have exterminated all the seven heroes, and they can't imagine that there are seven more people who have died, which is simply evil. ”

"This kid is weird, otherwise he would never dare to fight alone against many martial artists. In my opinion, I'm afraid that most of those martial artists on the stage will die in his hands this time. ”

"That's not necessarily, even if Nangong Feiyu is powerful, it is impossible to kill all the martial artists on the stage in one go. ”

All kinds of discussions are endless, and different voices are heard on and off the stage.

Xu Ruohua was surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but grab Lan Xin's arm, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Lan Xin's face was full of smiles, but her eyes flashed with doubt, obviously she was also surprised by this result.

With a cold smile, Yitian moved his body, his eyes swept over the enemies on the stage like a knife, and said proudly: "Maybe you have realized your fate now, but it's too late." When you are angry and criticize me, you are all doomed to die here. ”

In the face of Yitian's arrogance, Nangong Jianhua's face was hideous, and he laughed angrily: "You are proud of some achievements, do you really think that we can't kill you?"

Nangong Feiyun said hatefully: "Don't be crazy, boy, with us here, it's not your turn to be proud." ”

Inside the outer surname Wuzun, a burly and tall strong man shouted: "Don't talk nonsense with him, let's kill this kid together." ”

Yitian raised his eyebrows and laughed wildly: "Come on, I will also save trouble, I will kill all of you within ten moves." ”

The words were still in my ears, Yitian was divided into two, and it became the same Nangong Feiyu who was exactly the same as the two of them, and both the frequency of breath and the characteristics of life were completely identical.

"Phantom clone technique, this is Daozhou's Dao technique, how can he learn it?"

In the audience, Nangong Lie looked surprised and whispered to himself.

On the stage, the two Nangong Feiyu stepped forward at the same time, and as soon as they took the first step, their bodies were divided into two and became four Nangong Feiyu.

"How is this possible, the Phantom Clone Technique is not so magical, what kind of trick is this kid cultivating?"

Nangong Lie's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed a strong murderous intent.